The Sun in a Net Page #2

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What for?

Sing, Boys!

Melenany, the fields of Melenany,

I ploughed there, I mowed there,

my hands worked there...

and then said good-bye to Melenany...

Hi, Mum.

Can I go to the swimming pool?

I've done the shopping.

Who's going with you?

Mia and Zuza, nobody else is in the city.

We should have gone to Melenany.

Well go on then,

get some air, enjoy the water,

and be careful.

I'll stay here while the weather is nice.

Is the shopping on the chair?

Yes, Mum. Bye!

Good...

- Why did you say hello to her?

- It's good manners, right?

She can't see.

You're lucky!

Let's go.

- To the swimming pool?

- To the pontoon.

- Is it far?

- Don't ask!

- I heard the sun doesn't do it any good...

- That's not true.

That's what I saw.

When it stops raining...

Melenany, golden fields...

What idiot said that!

Dad's an idiot too.

Bela, where are you?

If I had a boat...

I'd go out with Bela, but she's angry.

She broke my radio, the idiot.

And I work for my father's reputation.

One whole month!

Good afternoon!

Excuse me, where's the good water?

It's good, but no one goes there,

they're worried somebody

might see them.

Where is it?

Over there, near the woods.

Good water.

If I brought some for Pete,

He'd need a new belt...

Bela is angry, but I'll write her.

Fayolo... what a nickname!

- Is it difficult to remember?

- It's quite unusual.

- Bela changed my name.

- Bela? Your chick?

- My sister.

- My name is ordinary. Jane.

Because I have no brother.

- Have you found it?

- We work together.

There were a lot of seasonal workers here,

if they just cleaned that up!

We need this machine,

but it's broken.

We need wood. Hold it.

Here...

that's it...

Let me help you.

No, it has to be exact.

A picture of me?

I'm too old for things like that.

But if you really want to...

My name is Blazej,

everybody knows me.

Send me the picture.

So many Blazejs at Melenany?

Do you have relatives in Bratislava?

His godfather stole it.

He worked around the pigs

and knew how to arrange things.

He used to bring the goods to a forester.

But they caught him.

A man called Halgash caught him.

But they didn't report him,

he was ill by then...

- Comrade mechanic!

- What?

What about the rusty machines

over there?

We need every machine we can get,

the elevator shouldn't go to rust.

It's not important now!

We have to take care of the grain now.

But the machines keep breaking down!

Lots of negligence, lots of break-downs.

I say the grain comes first now.

The harvest needs every comrade.

You're disrupting work discipline!

I'll send you in with the rusty iron.

Everybody knows their post.

Seasonal workers to the rusty iron!

Good evening!

What can they do?

There's work every day.

Four people to carry it,

three at the machine.

Last year it was the other way around.

And they had too much work.

He died,

it's been twenty years...

But his wife...

She still works for the cooperative.

There are several seventy-year-olds

still helping out in the fields.

I'm taking care of a good reputation.

What reputations do these here need?

They work as hard as Robinson.

He was the first to figure out

that you have to work before

you can eat.

What a far out concept!

Robinson at Melenany, many Robinsons!

Well, jackass,

are you threatening a city person?

The elevator doesn't have to go rusty.

Nobody wants to work by the exhaust,

everybody runs away from it.

I've never harmed the cooperative!

You've never helped it either.

Even your poultry died,

now why was that?

The poultry was mine, not yours.

What was the reason?

You stole the barley full of chemicals.

It's no good for hens.

Can't prove it, nobody saw me.

But you were seen bathing

in the waters of the Bezdanka.

You cured your shaky hands, eh?

He was washing his hands...

When I was stacking hay,

you didn't mind my shaking hands.

The stacker wouldn't come.

What should we do now, Leader?

Should I report him?

He's breaking work morale.

He's an old man, he volunteered.

He made seventeen stacks for us.

If it weren't for him...

You're doing the stacks now.

I'm tired of you quarrelling with people.

We should soak you in Bezdanka

so that stupid head of yours would wisen up!

Boy, this sucks!

Is there any beer?

Have some soda.

I'm such an idiot.

First I lie about Bela,

then I write her a letter...

What stupid nonsense.

And then I get into an argument.

She'll laugh:
Fayolo - Robinson.

I don't know... Perhaps...

The stacker went on strike.

- Why?

- He feels offended.

Boys! Comrades!

We can't stop threshing.

Throw it aside, in the meantime.

Dear Dutchman...

What nonsense to begin a letter like that.

And then to talk of Robinson...

He was alone on the island,

didn't have machines out of order.

He could concentrate,

because there was no Jane.

Fayolo went to work in Melenany.

My father is from Melenany.

We used to go there when I was little.

Jerk.

Not your father.

Listen, since your mother can't see,

I could come visit you in your room.

- Fayolo is a dope.

- I bet!

- He wrote me a letter.

- What did he write?

That he was like Robinson.

Dear Dutchman,

Do you remember Robinson?

He had to work hard to live.

I remembered him here.

I used to think he was a blockhead,

but he wasn't.

What a jerk!

I feel like Robinson too.

I never imagined how much work it takes.

I can see when I don't have the radio,

I'll have to talk when I'm with you.

For Pete's sake!

He had to go to Melenany to find out

that a calf is a young cow.

The air is heavy.

It's no use going on without a stacker.

Let's go for a swim.

I'll join you later.

Nobody comes to see us.

You've never said anything

that makes sense.

You have a radio for a mouth.

And I turned fifteen last November!

I'm dead meat,

I lose. Oh Jane...

Listen to this!

When I come back, things will change.

I'll take you to my pontoon.

Well, it isn't mine, but I found it.

It's in a quiet bay in the Danube,

there are boats

and a net above the water.

What a poet - what a jerk!

There's a fish!

Throw it away!

- The swimsuit?

- That too.

- And the letter?

- That too.

No, Pete.

Let go!

Young in years, old enough for love.

Excuse me!

Put your clothes on!

I'm such an idiot!

Because it's important to say it,

not to write it.

I should make Bela see that I like her.

That's the end... That's ridiculous...

Bela, don't be angry...

No, Jane...

Bela, you have class, you've got form...

Hold this. Thank you.

You leave your mother alone,

now you're left alone, too.

You say you saw Bela?

Yes. There's a terrible storm out there.

Were there other girls at the pool?

- Yes, there were.

- Who?

Don't worry, they're hiding from the rain.

Where's that girl again?

She went to swim.

They're hiding from the storm.

It's bubbling again.

It bubbles too little.

- How did you know...

- It bubbles.

...this water was so good... so healing.

It's good because nobody comes here.

Has Bela come back yet?

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